User blog comment:Bartholomew Billberry Bowstring/Mossflower Country & Beyond/@comment-7256067-20121020194713/@comment-25220117-20121022181300

The otter's eyes soften, and his grip loosens "Aye, fix me up surgeon. Git me shipshape an' I'll make sure yer condition don't lower either" He lowers his paw, freeing the squirrel, before leaning back down on the bed, closing his eyes while searching for a comfortable position "Oh, an' if anyone asks fer a rovin' waterdog, tell `em I'm long dead an' buried beneath th' riverbed"